Lyrics:
that she's ending your life
It's a real shame you got hacked by the whores
It's a real shame that kid probably ain't yours
That girl' some bitch you
was in her throat
Grab her by her toe, she already know
Why it sound like murder? Kill that fucking flow
She was cheating on me, kill that fucking hoe,
like caps
I don't wanna write these love songs
I just wanna take it back
I just wanna be with another girl tonight sitting all on my lap
I don't wanna
meanings
Freak when I see things, like this chick in a g-string
Can I touch you friend?
Beat boy, beat boy
Hit that perfect beat boy
Hit that perfect,
you a pass (word)
You lucky I ain't wanna fuck the money up, boy, I would've broke you in half (brrah, baow)
Quit tryin' to be tough, you ain't like
last freestyle got me nominated for awards
Yeah, your boy came up, whole squad on tour
And they all make cuts like a samurai sword
If it was easy then
jury be VVSes
Kated by DTSes
Like Khalid shit we the best and
I tell em hoes I don't wanna talk
Just leave a message
Automatic stash boxes so they
Can
wanna be your girl
I'm yours for the night, I won't put up a fight
Won't you let me know
Sitting here all alone and boy, I want you to come get close
We
(So what?) , I like it
And they say (That he's gonna hurt me)
Just wait and see (But they don't know me)
'Cause I am what he wants his
Girl and I love
You lying
You trying and lying, you boys ain't supplying
I pitch like Nolan Ryan, got cocaina flying
My partners sick up kids, they take what they
'em
We always solve 'em, like
Man, it's kinda crazy thinking about it though
Like so much has happened yo, and I mean shit, by the time y'all are
on smash
You know me! My whole car smell like a wood shop class
I point 'em out like her, her, that girl with the mouth
Plus you and your friends
Let me
can't pimp
And the hos keep treating you like a simp,
I don't know what to say about you boys.
You better go to the store and buy some toys.
'Cause
want to be,
You're gonna have to learn pimpology.
Pimpology, a pimp's profession.
Can't be effected by the Great Depression.
So if you want to be
But please don't become just a hater king
I'm just challenging you to do greater things
Mixtape sound like an album so the album must be a greatest
don't hit me up first, man
Ya'll must got me confuse I take niggaz by two I break niggaz in two, man
Ya'll fake niggaz is thru I hear ya album is poo
like Hendrix playing on a hey joe solo
Luck of the Irish Yoko Ono
Take this album that’s pro Bono
I weren’t the only one? You too? You too? Mad
We’re
Yeah, a lot changed since the first Coke Boy album
But then again, not too much
Girls still out here poppin' their boxes
Kids out here smokin'
getting parked
By their pride clouthunters outfront
While the smart boy's inside
You know I only fuck with my niggas
You know what I mean?
I don't fuck
ain't fucking with the messy boys and girls that love to talk
I can get you an elliptical so you'll learn how to walk
I'm tired of babysitting all these
is your caliber
I just be winning all over my calendar
And I be grinning all on over my challenger
Pick up the pieces like I am scavenger
Boy I be
puff puff dib I need to live please pass that
as we zone shoot a jewel in baby girl dome
It's a crazy world let me drop you home let's go
by the way
a choice
I came from the bottom but I Rose like Royce
Man these boys can't mess with me on my worst day (Nope)
So how the hell they gon mess with me on my
a hickey, boy I'm sicky
Like a HIV victim, man nobody fuckin' with me
I got banned from New Zealand, whitey called me demon
And a terrorist, God dammit I
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